Sunday, August 19, 2007
Home of the Lobster Roll!
Well, I'm back from a few days with my wife's family on the scenic coast of Maine. As with Chicago and Telluride, you just don't go to such a place without taking a few snapshots. As usual, click for more detail.
Since I mentioned lobster rolls the other day, I figured I might as well start off by showing one of those....
And yes, I do enjoy Moxie, America's oldest soft drink, for which I developed a taste while stationed in Connecticut during my Navy days.
Although Maine is one of Moxie's more important markets, having a taste for it may yet be idiosyncratic -- or at least it is openly regarded as odd by those with less-refined palettes. The first time I ordered it, I told the guy behind the counter how glad I was to be able to order Moxie again, how I'd liked it back in my Navy days, yada, yada, yada....
His reply was to say, "Oh, you're one of those."
That made me laugh.
I have often remarked that Maine reminds me of my home state of Mississippi. Its interior is often a dead ringer, being very rural, with small towns, weathered barns, little white churches, and even the occasional yard car. This resemblance ends in many respects along its coast, which is where these pictures come from.
Here's one from along the seashore.
The day we arrived, a bald eagle was perched atop one of the more denuded trees to the right. That shot, however, was too blurry (and really from too far away) to be worth posting.
Here's a sailboat I spotted in the same general area.
This view of a lobster-fishing town is beautiful.
Point-and-click from a grocery store lot! Within feet from where I snapped it was the below stack of lobster traps.
And I'll close with this howler:
This sign was posted in the water closet of the place I bought that lobster roll shown in the first shot!
And now, back to the grindstone....